Black Lotus Tactics Manual

The small fire was a warm yellow color, reflecting Liu Fuyi's face, and the sound of the voice slowly changed into gray-purple, the edge of the yellow paper rolled up, and the thin smoke rose stand up.

The last tracer in his hand also burned to ashes.

Jackdaws rose, and a row of black bats crashed over his head.

The further you go, the narrower the road ahead.

He followed the almost invisible smoke, calmly observing the sound on all sides, and slammed the branches away with his hand. Sure enough, he saw a group of black shadows appearing in the open space in front, four on each side, neat and silent Lifting a blood-red sedan without a breath, he was walking fast.

The sedan is also like a phantom, the details are all melted in the halo of blur, and as it swings back and forth, there are almost a few rays of red light flying.

The last bit of smoke completely dissipated here.

Liu Fuyi followed silently, not seeing the tree marked with diamonds by Mu Yao. In other words, he is now completely out of the place where Tao Ying deliberately trapped them, and is heading to the base camp of the monster.

Somehow, he had a strong hunch in his heart and felt that Mu Yao was sitting in the red sedan chair.

—Is she alright?

He was determined not to wait any longer, rowing out the ten pieces of attacking rune paper left on his body one by one, quickly drawing three out, stained with the blood that was about to dry, and stroked it.

The three pieces of rune paper burned quickly, and instantly became a narrow lightsaber. Liu Fuyi held the hilt and jumped out from behind the trees.

The lightsaber slashed down with a raging fire, and the blood-red sedan fell on the ground, and the black shadow of the sedan fled away, making a terrible cry. Liu Fuyi stood lightly on the little tip of the top of the sedan chair, and Jian Feng turned around for a week, cutting off the eight little devil as if chopping vegetables.

"Hoo--" The wraiths of the black qi condensed on the lightsaber's moment, all screamed and dissipated.

All around was quiet, the wild countryside, the trees were lush, and there was a blood-red sedan on the ground. The color of the red paint was particularly dazzling, as if it had been covered with chicken blood. The thick curtain of the sedan door was faintly painted with the patterns of Luanfeng and Ming, with tassels underneath, motionless.

Liu Fuyi hesitated for a moment, so he should be alert to traps and should not act rashly.

But he was so confused at the moment that he remembered many things that he had forgotten.

At the gate of Mufu, which was ruined six years ago, the beautiful girl who was always cold-faced picked him up, and dragged him back to the room with a lot of hard work, silently and carefully caring every day.

Coincidentally, when Mu Family fell, Mu Huaijiang and Bai Jin suffered a misfortune and did not end their lives. The whole family except the younger sister of the Mu family, because of the big demon's paper, wrote back the fate of death. joke.

The young girl was only 15 years old when she became the owner of the Mu family. Her face was cold and clear, and she was very popular. In fact, at night, she became the Miss Mu family, and she was crying for the pain of the day.

In fact, on the first day, he woke up. From that day on, every day, with his eyes closed, he heard this strange girl sitting by his bed, and he talked to him about it.

She only has a younger brother, but she is an older sister, young and orderly, unable to show her cowardice to her younger brother. She has nowhere to go. She simply tells a strange demon catcher that he is in a coma and can best keep secrets anyway.

As long as Men Yan is standing, she is 15-year-old Mu Yao. He is a strange and familiar friend. He will miss his father and mother, worry about the way forward, tremble in the face of provocation, and cry in the face of insult.

But as long as the door was opened, it was the Mu family head who was out of the cold, with a profound technique, a proud man, thin and thin shoulders, and carrying the entire decaying family of demon catchers.

On the sixth day, Mu Yao fed him to drink medicine. He forgot his emotions and moved his eyebrows. The girl immediately looked like a frightened fledgling, and suddenly placed the medicine bowl on the table, saying incoherently: "Wake up ... wake up Just drink it yourself. "

She thought of how many words she had dumped in the past few days, but she didn't know that her heart was spying on him, she blushed and ran away.

He looked at the back with a deep pity in his heart.

He traveled alone, but since then, he has never left Mu Yao. He never said anything, but always stayed by her side, trying to help her, help her, care for her, and even teach her to use symbols, accompany her to experience, two people side by side together, and made a pair with no intention Ranger.

It's just that the older she grew up, the more familiar they were, and the more independent and stubborn she was, she refused to open up with him, and she would only carry herself in case of trouble.

"Yaoer?"

There was no sound in the sedan.

He quickly picked up the curtain, and at the same time, the lightsaber was in his hand, clenching his teeth and slanting down, straightly cutting off the top of the sedan chair.

If there is an ambush in it, the move should break its way.

The sedan chair had no roof, and the shabby seats and scarlet carpet were exposed in front of him.

There was no one inside, and there were a few neatly stacked clothes on the floor.

not good.

His heart fell, but his hand took the clothes out of control. The yellow jacket was placed underneath, and the moon jacket was on the top, and the purple tube top of taro was sandwiched in the middle. The purple was extra gentle. Just stained with blood stains, rust smell mixed with a familiar cold plum fragrance.

Mu Yao's clothes.

His hands were shaking, and his eyes were filled with a heavy murderous intention. The little wooden pagoda jumped out of his sleeves, turned to the sky, and turned to half the size of the house in an instant, and the window was bright and burning.

He has recognized the way here, and then goes down this path, and then goes to the old temple. If he guesses right, Tao Ying will take Mu Yao to wait for him there.

And Mu Yao is both a prey and a bait.

"Jiuxuan received the demon tower's order:" His fists were clenched, his voice was extremely low, as if vaguely the cold and ruthless taste of a lonely teenager. Piece A will not stay. "

Miao Miao dragged her injured leg and limped back from the forest.

She has common sense, knowing that this obnoxious dagger can't be pulled out. The teacher said that there were large arteries on her legs. If she acted rashly and could not splash the blood for three feet, she would directly hit the ceiling and she would be cold immediately.

Even if it's a safe mode ... she also counsels.

The trees in the forest are all small, and they are all cold. She opened a pair of dark apricot eyes and looked around: Isn't it the masses who save themselves? Now that she is desperately trying to move her rescuers for Mu Yao, how can it be considered a great hero who has made up for the merits? At that time, Mu Sheng might even thank her in return, which could not be better.

It was dark and silent by the creek, and she couldn't bear it, and walked out and walked out.

She walked all the way back to the base camp. The bonfire was extinguished. The fire was lying on the ground and was blown away by the wind. There was only the clothes she left under the tree, and there was no one.

"Strange, isn't Brother Liu comatose, where can I go?"

She looked around and found that there was a trembling from the grass not far away. She looked closer, and suddenly noticed that there was a black shadow hidden behind Peng Cao. She almost scared her back, but she hadn't relieved herself, and there was an old voice beside her: "His Royal ... Where is His Royal Highness?"

This ... how can there be strangers?

The dark shadow shook even more instantly. Ling Miaomiao saw it earning, revealing the beautiful outline of Phoenix Hairpin-it turned out to be Emperor Duanyang!

She understood a little bit in her heart and looked back. Under the cold moonlight, the old man with the word "Di Ji" eagerly calling in her mouth, half hidden in the jungle, a vain mass, with no feet or shadow .

Hey, Emperor Yang of Tangtang, let a ghost entangle.

Miao Miao walked behind Peng Cao, slapped Duan Yang on her shoulder, scared her to almost scream, and turned back suddenly, her face as pale as paper.

She squatted down, threatened her with a "silent" gesture, and then held her shoulder, pressing her down.

Seeing as an acquaintance, Emperor Duanyang's horrified look dissipated a little.

Miao Miao looked at her face from left to right, and pulled out the valuable red hairpin from Duan Yangfa's room, and Duan Duan was right on her head.

Duan Yang stared at her, trembling with rage, when was she still ...

"His Royal Highness, where are you? Time is running out, come with me!" The voice called Soul, and they both froze. Ling Miaomiao gave her a glance and turned to walk out of the thick grass.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Diji panicked, waving her sleeves and desperately making lips to her.

Finally, someone she knew came to accompany her, so she didn't want to be alone ...

Ling Miaomiao made her unable to get rid of her, turned and pointed to the small open space behind the bushes, her lips slightly open, her face extremely cold: "Squat well."

Duanyang's arrogance suddenly disappeared-Ling Miaomiao had Zhang Xiaojia's jade face, and she was upside down. It seemed to be a somewhat screaming official lady, but this day completely subverted her impression.

The man's skirt was covered with blood, and a dagger was inserted in his leg, plus the creepy smile from earlier ...

She is so different in appearance, like Mu Sheng, no matter how terrible to Duan Yang.

Miao Miao walked in front of the old man in the silent complaint of Emperor Ji: "Isn't this palace here? Let's go."

The wraith stopped immediately, and for a long time, he asked cautiously, "Di Ji ... is it you?"

What a joke, even the sound is different ...

Ling Miaomiao snorted: "Old dizzy things, not who can this palace be?" She reached out and stroked the hairpins on her head, her voice was crisp and loud, as if the jade crashed into one place, "You look at me carefully Chijinfeng hairpin on the head, just that girl can't wear it? "

As soon as she spoke, the pampering spirit bluffed the resentful spirit. Indeed, compared to the trembling girl just now, this fierce one seemed more like Emperor Ji ...

Ling Miaomiao looked at the ghost of the old man happily. He was short and rickety, with the top of his head only reaching her chest.

Not only that, the original book also said that the eyes of the Xingshan Temple Wraiths were smoked because of the fire. These gangs of fish, fish, and dragons were mixed, and they were innocent people. They became inexplicably innocent. Few people pursued upbringing and conscientious cultivation, so apart from Tao Ying, the others are still bear blind.

Not only blind, but also stupid, it's a piece of sand ...

In the original book, Duan Yang let this group of people catch up, and almost made a neuropathy. Although the protagonist group rescued in time, she did n’t lose her life, but she was burnt out of her toes and branded a disability. When she appeared later, her temper became more and more tempered. Paranoid.

Now she has been accepted by the person who knows the plot, and can be regarded as a teammate.

Moreover, Tao Ying is on the side of Mu Yao. Presumably, he is now fighting with Liu Fuyi for 800 rounds. These little ghosts are not enough at the moment ...

Did you pick up the head of the door?

Seeing his expression hesitant, Miao Mian received fiercely: "Isn't this palace your goddess?"

The old man wiped a handful of sweat that did not exist, and his expression instantly respected: "Yes ... yes, goddess."

Miao Miao pulled a handkerchief in her sleeve and pulled out a handkerchief, with two black relics spread on her palm: "Well, then look, is this your holy thing?"

When the old man reached out and touched the relic, his face was distorted, and he fell on his knees and begged for mercy, only to grab the ground with his head: "It's a sacred thing ... it's our sacred thing ..."

Miao Miao said more and more sternly: "I am a goddess and have a relic, so what are you still hesitating here?" She patted her leg. "This palace just chased you in a hurry, fell, and now you can't walk with a leg Road, do n’t hurry up! "

The wraith was lying on the ground, reaching out for greetings. Almost immediately, the blades of grass were ringing, and a group of ghosts came from a distance, a total of eight, four on each side, and wobbled up a red soft car and walked quickly.

The sedan fell in front of her. You see me with eight little ghosts. I see you. The teeth and mouth are all lying on the ground. The old man is lying at the forefront. "Please, please ... invite the goddess to get on the sedan chair."